From the recording Deeper Than I Thought
Nothing left to keep us warmThe salt still lines your eyesSearching feelings unexploredAnd all that we've denied
CHORUSDenied, is there anything inside?Resigned, will we fail at all our tries?
Trepidation on your wingsYou're changing your disguisePassions act as god's playthingsAnd all our sins denied
Hesitate, lingeringBut you're above all of these thingsAre you proud of yourself now?